Post by Lex Luthor on Aug 11, 2012 8:45:58 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=valign, top][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, border: 10px solid #f1e3b4; width: 450px; background-color: #f6f7f1;][STYLE=font-family: times new roman; font-size: 36px; color: #191919; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 2px;]PERSONAL FILE[/style][STYLE=font-family: arial; font-size: 8px; color: #FF0000; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 2px;]HIGHLY CLASSIFIED AND CONFIDENTIAL[/style][STYLE=float: right; margin: 10px 10px 0px 0px; padding: 0px; border: 2px solid #FFFFEE;][/style][STYLE= color: #000000; background: #BBDD22; font-family: courier new; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; width: 296px; margin-left: 05px; font-weight: bold; padding: 02px;]GENERAL INFORMATION[/style][STYLE=color: #191919; font-size: 10px; margin-top: 10px; margin-left: 10px;]NAME: Alexander Joseph Luthor ALIAS: Please, that's for children. GENDER: Male AGE: 41 OCCUPATION: CEO and principal shareholder of LexCorp ALIGNMENT: Bad AFFILIATION(S): The Society[/style] [STYLE= color: #000000; background: #BBDD22; font-family: courier new; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; width: 296px; margin-left: 05px; font-weight: bold; padding: 02px;]PHYSICAL PROFILE[/style][STYLE=color: #191919; font-size: 10px; margin-top: 10px; margin-left: 10px;]HEIGHT: 6'2” WEIGHT: 210lbs EYES: green HAIR: Bald, but once red and It. Was. Glorious. CLASSFICATION: Human UNUSUAL FEATURES: None BEHAVIOR PROFILE[/style][STYLE= margin: 0px 10px 0px 10px; border: 2px solid #191919; padding: 2px; font-family: verdana; height: 125px; overflow: auto; font-size: 11px; color: #000000; text-align: justify; background-color: #ffffff; opacity: 0.8] Lex is a genius, the fields in which he is considered an expert range from economics and social science through to genetic research and particle physics. To understand Lex one has to understand the effect this kind of intellect can have on a boy growing up, especially growing up rich. Lex was the smartest guy in pretty much any room you care to put him in and this meant he also had the biggest ego of almost any room you care to put him in as well. When you outsmart your teachers, even private tutors from an early age, when your classmates seem to have no more use for their brains than keeping their ears apart and when problems from the mathematical to the philosophical seem to resolve themselves before your eyes… can you really blame him for having such a well developed sense of his own worth? It is important to note at this point that Lex Luthor is by no means evil, he is however utterly amoral (such concerns are for lesser men), ruthless to an extent that is on a par with Machiavelli (he would say expedient) and driven by an ambition that wells from an ego bigger than worlds (he would say unwilling to settle). Of course this makes it very difficult to tell the difference between Lex and evil but there it is. Perhaps the best way of summing up the difference, the contradictory elements within his personality, is of course his ‘son’, Kon-El, though he tells himself that the partial clone is just that, a technological marvel sure but just a means to an end like any other, but he cant help but care for him and always keeps a watchful parental eye on him. He of course tells himself that he is just protecting the asset. His defining feature though is that Lex can’t resist a challenge; the best way to convince him to do something is convince him absolutely that it’s impossible, or at least that it's beyond him. He has a boundless passion for advancement, for success and for power, his ambition is without limit. This too stretches back to his ego, he Lex can play four instruments purely because someone suggested he might be limited to logical and scientific pursuits. He is a master of almost every branch of science and perhaps the finest businessman who has ever lived, with the possible exception of Bruce Wayne. Though it would be ill advised to suggest this last part to his face. All of this This isn’t to say that Lex doesn’t enjoy his scientific pursuits or business triumphs, of course he does they simply aren’t ends in themselves; they are all means to an end which may well be impossible to reach. The destruction of the Alien isn’t even his ultimate goal; merely the one obstacle in his way, him and his idiotic club, which refuses to stand aside. Money is just a means of keeping score, each technological marvel just another testament to the glory of Lex (not that he himself would ever put it in such crude terms). His ultimate goal, how far his ambition truly reaches no one truly knows, but it is far greater than something as crude and barbaric as standing on the Alien's corpse. But ultimately so impossibly far and high does Lex's ambition reach that it could be said to be without end, as such he exists in a perpetual state of striving, always there is the next challenge, the next thing to be done. [/style][STYLE=color: #191919; font-size: 10px; margin-top: 10px; margin-left: 10px;]DOCUMENTED HISTORY[/style][STYLE= margin: 0px 10px 0px 10px; border: 2px solid #191919; padding: 2px; font-family: verdana; height: 125px; overflow: auto; font-size: 11px; color: #000000; text-align: justify; background-color: #ffffff; opacity: 0.8] Lex was a smart boy, hell lets not pull our punches he was a genius, is a genius. He easily surpassed all of his classmates throughout his childhood, then the teachers, then the private tutors. He was smart enough to know he was smarter than everyone around him, but still not quite smart enough to realise the smartest thing would be not letting everyone know by how much. He was the smartest guy in the room, always and thus his ego grew, wouldn’t yours? When everyone around you seems a slow minded fool, when as a teenager you really do know more than your parents? He simply didn’t value the opinion of anyone around him enough to not let them know what he thought of them. During his later teenage years Lex spent a few years in Smallville in the care of Aunt Lena, mostly hoping that small town life and community spirit could rub the arrogance out of the young Luthor, they succeeded to a minimal degree for the years he remained there, but Lex’s self confidence was undiminished. Here he hung out with a young Clark Kent, Lana Lang and Pete Ross, sure Lex was friendly with a certain farm boy they were hardly closest confidants and Lex looks on with merely mild pleasure to see Kent succeed in later life and he remains in contact with Pete. He left Smallville in what some could say were mysterious circumstances, mostly due to his parents’ somewhat unfortunate car accident, dreadful simply dreadful. Odd though that the investigating officer retired after he dismissed the case as an unfortunate accident. He’s living in Monte Carlo now isn’t he? Lex slipped into his inherited role of CEO of Luthorcorp like a fish into water, the board thought this young upstart would be an easy stooge for them, experienced businessmen which they were. Put simply Lex wiped the floor with them; their schemes were nothing next to this young man’s cunning, amoral mind. Within a month Luthorcorp was LexCorp and growing to an extent that made his fathers skilled leadership seem lacklustre, over cautious and unimaginative. LexCorp expended and its rise in stock was meteoric. It was in this period in which he employed Mercy Graves, I'll put her story in here if we get one, I thought it made sense to see which version someone might go for before I put her details in. She prides herself in being the only member of the organization who can call him Lex. Mr. Luthor was the undisputed master of Metropolis, on both sides of the law, ruler of all he surveyed from the glittering spire of LexCorp Towers. Then the Alien arrived, with his bright red cape, booties and idiotic underwear outside of his trousers. Flying around with his god-complex, with vast powers handed to him by some lottery of fate. How did that measure against the blood, sweat and tears which it had cost Lex to earn his place in this city? His place in the world? This man, no this Alien arrived with his vast powers acquired by nothing more than being born. How was that right? Lex a super genius, a modern day De Vinci the greatest mankind had to offer upstaged by big blue boy scout with heat vision? This would not stand. Over the years Lex has tried anything and everything to deal with this alien, these attempts have come exceedingly close to revealing Lex’s criminal activities to the public at large. True he has been charged a few times, been to court even but Lex’s own cunning combined with the best legal team money can buy have seen him away from prison time and again. Proof surely of mankind’s superiority over the leavings of some forgotten alien world? Recently though Lex had a visitor, delivering a dire prophesy, fortunately for the world it was delivered by the only man Lex would believe such bunkum from; himself. Yes his future self had come to warn him of... the unfortunate consequences of an upcoming business transaction. With this warning in mind Lex has done something he has only toyed with before, Lex has allied himself with the so called Society of Super-Villains, though he would never use so crass a term to describe himself of course. He is a Legitimate Businessman... honest. But if the end of the world is coming then allies is what Lex will need and he would rather die in earth's ashes than go crawling to those hypocritical would-be gods in the Justice League. The Earth is poised on the verge of invasion by an all powerful space god, all out war between it's own super-powered factions and the Alien still live holding humanity back with every cat he saves from a tree... Time to go to work. [/style] [STYLE=color: #191919; font-size: 10px; margin-top: 10px; margin-left: 10px;]POWERS AND ABILITIES[/style][STYLE= margin: 0px 10px 0px 10px; border: 2px solid #191919; padding: 2px; font-family: verdana; height: 125px; overflow: auto; font-size: 11px; color: #000000; text-align: justify; background-color: #ffffff; opacity: 0.8] KNOWN POWERS:None, though his IQ is insanely high. KNOWN ABILITIES:Lex has quite possibly the finest mind on the planet, there are few areas of study in which he is not posses at least a doctorate level of knowledge in. His specialities however are business, politics, manipulation and of course super-science. Lex has made weapons that can wound gods and cripple worlds, he can turn his mind to just about any challenge and with time and tools overcome it. STRENGTH LEVEL:Lex has the strength of a healthy man of his age who exercises regularly. WEAKNESSES: If Lex has one weakness it is his overwhelming arrogance. His absolute confidence that this time he will succeed that this plan is without flaw. After that there is his hatred of Superman, this leads him to seek to wound and hurt the alien even at cost to himself, such is the consuming nature of his loathing for this god in a little red cape. Finally Lex is human, he can be stabbed, poisoned, knocked out, has to sleep and all the rest of these human limitations, much to his own discontent. [/style] [STYLE=color: #191919; font-size: 10px; margin-top: 10px; margin-left: 10px;]PARAPHERNALIA[/style][STYLE= margin: 0px 10px 0px 10px; border: 2px solid #191919; padding: 2px; font-family: verdana; height: 125px; overflow: auto; font-size: 11px; color: #000000; text-align: justify; background-color: #ffffff; opacity: 0.8] EQUIPMENT: Lex in his day to day life exists almost always in one of his many handmade personally tailored suits. For the most part Lex despises the crude face-punchy conflict most of the heroes and villains in this world seem to love so in his ordinary garb Lex tends to have only a personal force field and a short-range teleporter, it has a maximum range of about a mile and requires a few minutes to recharge. Relying on politics and allies to 'dish it out'. However there does come a time with the hands on approach is required in which case he has the Suits. TRANSPORTATION:When doing 'super-villain' stuff Lex tends to rely on the teleporter the rest of the time it's a world of limos and private jets, all of course lead lined and equipped with a small arsenal of protective measures. WEAPONS:
Then there is the other suit, the one that takes a full automates system to put on, the one that requires 248 system checks as it boots up, the one that contains every type of kryptonite, the one that the world's smartest man constructed with neigh unlimited resources that he keeps in a secret lab constructed by robots. The War Suit. In it Lex stands 9 feet tall, it lifts his strength to legendary levels, the plating it's self is also massively tougher. It's forcefield can stand up to a half dozen punches from an enraged Superman, the knuckles of his gauntlets contain different varieties of Kryptonite from green and red to black and blue, he has specifically worked on how to focus lasers through these crystals. Though these are obviously an anti-kryptonian weapon the energy projected through them is still more than capable of cutting through steel like a knife through butter. The palms are capable of projecting the same EM spectrum or kinetic blasts as the Power Suit only with considerably more intensity. This suit also fully capable of flight and it's teleporter is capable of transporting up to around sixty people. In addition it's shear size has, in addition to these power upgrades, let Lex put in a much larger range of weaponry. The right gauntlet for example contains a long hidden blade crafted of kryptonite, through the gauntlet's Lex is able to create and manipulate electro-magnetic fields, to lift and hurt metal around, the left shoulder contains a battery of intelligent micro-munitions (think a hundred missiles the size the last joint on your thumb each individually targeted and flying to deliver with pin point accuracy and capable of carrying almost any payload from simple kryptonite to a neural shock generators.) Or to put it another way Lex is constantly adding to or developing the War Suit, putting in the latest of LexCorp weaponry and tech. This is because ultimately the War Suit is Lex's end of the world Suit, when the chips are down, the lights go out and the music stops, when it's time for That Fight, the ultimate showdown of ultimate destiny. Then it's time to put on the War Suit. It is one of his best kept secrets, in his hidden lab beneath LexCorp Tower. (OOC In other words I'll basically only have him put it on for like a massive plot moment, so it's not like he's going to be hopping into it all the time.) [/style] [STYLE=color: #191919; font-size: 10px; margin-top: 10px; margin-left: 10px;]EXAMINATION RECORD[/style][STYLE= margin: 0px 10px 0px 10px; border: 2px solid #191919; padding: 2px; font-family: verdana; height: 125px; overflow: auto; font-size: 11px; color: #000000; text-align: justify; background-color: #ffffff; opacity: 0.8]Perfectly polished wing-tip shoes strode through the filth of the abandoned warehouse… apparently abandoned. Lex could see figures moving deeper in the shadows, more and more by the minute. Behind him Mercy moved like a jungle cat, hands never straying far from the pistols carefully hidden in her uniform. Not they would be necessary, not today, today was a day for business. Finally his clicking heels followed by the silence of Mercy, made it to the centre of the colossal and somewhat derelict building. “Well you may as well come out; I’m hardly in this warehouse to experience the exciting world of asbestos.” And they did, more than Luthor could have expected but then the Black Mask was not one to disappoint and if he said these would make excellent muscle to doubt him. Big muscled thugs, their hair dyed black, slashes of black paint and savage tattoos criss-crossed their faces and bodies, armed mostly with the 9mm pistols which were practically standard issue for these street gangs as much here in Gotham as in Metropolis along with the usual pipes, chains and crowbars here and there an Uzi, nothing special. Nothing he couldn’t work with either. One of them stood out though, near seven feet tall wearing a wife beater, combat pants and boots, pale skinned but with a body more than fifty percent covered with swirling black tattoos, armed with a pair of bowie knives, one at either hip and an AK-47 over his shoulders. His facial tattoos were like some great stylised hound. He loomed forward, one colossal sunken knuckled hand wrapping it to his shirt hauling Lex up onto his tip toes. Mercy made a move but stopped at the slightest gesture from Lex. “Where the hell do you think you are rich boy?” A cackle of hyena like laughter rose in the darkness, around them. “Little far from the tower blocks aren’t we? Hoping the Batman will save ya?” Laughter rose once more echoing eerily in the colossal space. “Oh I think not. I’m here to offer you a proposition.” Lex smiled with absolute calm, this had been planned down to the last decimal place weeks before. People, especially people who thought they were in charge of a situation were so easy to manipulate. “and the first term of this little proposition-“ Lex reached up to his immaculately crafted cuff links and squeezed the left hand cuff link. The electrical charge passed across the exterior of his clothing just enough to shock even a hulk like this without killing him. The man leapt back dropping Lex like a hot potato, the billionaire just about managed to land on his feet and recover as the brute landed on his ass, hands steaming faintly. “As I was saying the first term of my little proposition, no touchy-touchy, now if we are all feeling a little more civil… let’s talk business.” [/style][STYLE=color: #191919; font-size: 12px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: center; font-family: courier new]subject examined by Doctor Cyber[/style] | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, width: 40px;][STYLE=background-color: #f1e3b4; font-family: times new roman; font-size:30px; color: #404040; min-height: 150px; padding: 5px; text-align: center; moz-border-radius: 0px 10px 10px 0px; -o-border-radius: 0px 10px 10px 0px; border-radius: 0px 10px 10px 0px; -webkit-border-radius: 0px 10px 10px 0px;]L E X L U T H O R[/style] |
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